How could… How could a person who was as proud as Li Sicheng be treated as that kind of creature? This was worse than killing him! Su Qianci sat on the sofa with her hand on her mouth, unable to holding back her tears. No, no! If this was the case, how could Li Sicheng accept it, how could he take it! She knew him, she knew him too well.
But similarly, his childhood sweetheart Tang Mengying also knew him like the back of her hand. She knew what to do to make him the most miserable, to cause him the greatest pain… Just using her imagination, Su Qianci felt there was no way she could survive. She wanted to see him! Tears fell uncontrollably. She felt like a big hand was holding her heart tightly, and it was difficult for her to breathe.
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